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The pier is quiet at this time of the night, but the main city itself is buzzing with activity. Lights are aglow everywhere, especially around the space I presume to be the clubs and theater district. In the far distance, the royal castle of King Ishiraya looms over the city as though keeping an eye on its behavior.
The lights cast a reflection in the water, the twilight glow complementing it perfectly. The city as a whole is a pretty sight, but one thing ruins it all for me. The dark elves. Some of them gather at the harbor, their loud and persistent laughter audible even from a distance.
“How I wish to plant their heads on pikes and leave their corpses rotting in the darkest alleyways,” I murmur.
The boat is moments away from docking now. I shift my focus away from the gray skinned bastards roaming the harbor.
“I better make sure all of my tattoos are covered.”
I disappear behind a corner hidden in a blanket of shadows. I throw my hood over my face and check my sleeves. I then cast a glamor spell, watching as my hair darkens from silver to jet black, starting from the roots and traveling down to the ends.
The boat comes to a stop, docking at the harbor just as I am ready to go. A crew member emerges from storage and hands me my belongings.
If only he had an idea of the weapons he’s carrying.The thought puts a smile on my face as I toss him a coin and make my way across the plank, finally stepping foot into the elf infested continent of Vhoig. I take a look around, smelling the stench in the air.
“Time to go meet my contact.”
I turn and head for the direction of the pub where arrangements have been made for me to link up with a contact. Over its long and storied history, Nakam has developed a complex network of spies, assassins, and couriers over all of Protheka, its reach extending far and wide.
This line of work has to be handled precisely, and part of it entails working with trusted, discreet contacts for information on lodging and intel regarding contract targets. A wave of excitement washes over me, knowing this is the start of my journey in the real world. To my contact, it’s just going to be another day at the office.
I ignore the whistles and catcalling coming from behind me. Hearing how vocal and confident these elves are puts a disgusting feeling in my stomach.
The nerve of them to think they have a chance with someone like me.
Fortunately for me, I’m about to have an opportunity to teach one the hard way. A dark elf up ahead notices me coming his way, taking it as a sign of interest. He drunkenly stands to his feet.
“Hey, baby,” he calls out, blowing me a kiss.
“Not interested,” I reply as I walk by him. My nostrils coil back at the reek of his breath.
“How much for half an hour of your time?” he asks, running up beside me.
“Is there an elven word for fuck off?” I hiss. “Get out of here.”
“Hey!” he snarls, grabbing my wrist. “What the fuck is your problem? A guy tries to be nice to you and this is how you treat him?”
I glare at his hand, then at him. Little does he know he just made the final mistake of his life.
“Okay,” I say, turning to him. I push the bastard up against a wall, a gesture he takes the wrong way.
“I like where this is going – Uh!”
I cup his mouth, looking around as I stick a dagger in his gut. It doesn’t kill him. I’ve applied just enough force so that it leaves him in excruciating pain but without the strength to call for help. His knees buckle.
I catch him and drag him into the nearby alleyway, dumping him behind a trash container. There I lay a hand on his face, casting a rotting spell that gnaws away at his face. His eyes are wide with fear as I back away and turn back for the street.
No one else bothers me on my way to meet my contact. I meet the spy on a quiet street, sitting down opposite him outside a 24-7 kaffo shop. I can’t say I’m surprised to find he is dressed like an average citizen.
“Good evening,” he greets.
“How’s the kaffo?” I ask.
His eyes are glued to me as he takes a sip, smacking his lips thereafter.
“Tastes like shit. What do you think of Vhoig?”
I lean back in my chair, laying one hand on top of the other with a smile.
